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米飯雞蛋餅的做法

你們家裏的剩米飯都是怎麽處理的呢？做蛋炒飯？還是加水做泡飯或粥，又或者還有什麽好的食用方法呢？

家里做饭，时不时的就会有些剩米饭留下了，对于剩米饭，我家是除了蛋炒饭一直也没有其它好的吃法。有人爱用它加水煮粥或者做成泡饭，可是我家...(展开)你們家裏的剩米飯都是怎麽處理的呢？做蛋炒飯？還是加水做泡飯或粥，又或者還有什麽好的食用方法呢？

家里做饭，时不时的就会有些剩米饭留下了，对于剩米饭，我家是除了蛋炒饭一直也没有其它好的吃法。有人爱用它加水煮粥或者做成泡饭，可是我家都不爱喝那种粥，前几天尝试着加些鸡蛋和面粉，再放些胡萝卜丝和西葫芦丝，加点清水一起搅拌成糊，在平底锅里摊成饼，煎熟，没想到还真是好吃！女儿和老公都吃了好多，剩的一大碗米饭就这么被愉快的消化掉了！增加了西葫芦和胡萝卜，不仅颜色上好看了，营养也丰富了许多，让这个米飯雞蛋餅也美味起来了。特地拍了些照片来分享一下做法，以后你家的剩米饭也可以有了新做法了！(收起)

難度：切墩(初級)	時間：10分左右
主料
米飯245g	雞蛋3個
西葫蘆50g	胡蘿蔔30g
面粉50g	清水60g
輔料
食用油	鹽

米飯雞蛋餅的做法步骤米飯雞蛋餅的做法图解1

米飯雞蛋餅的做法图解1

1. 米饭放在小盆里；（如果结块了就把米饭先按散开；）

米飯雞蛋餅的做法图解2

2. 放三个鸡蛋；

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3. 擦一些西葫芦丝进去，不需要太多；

米飯雞蛋餅的做法图解4

4. 再擦一些胡萝卜丝，又营养又好看；

米飯雞蛋餅的做法图解5

5. 搅拌均匀后再放些面粉（放面粉主要是为了做饼的时候好成形，没有面粉会比较散，不好成形）；

米飯雞蛋餅的做法图解6

6. 加水，和适量的鹽一起搅拌成糊；

米飯雞蛋餅的做法图解7

7. 稍稍能够流动即可，不要太称，也不能太稠了；

米飯雞蛋餅的做法图解8

8. 平底锅上火，放少许油，中小火，舀一勺糊糊放进锅里，用勺底在面糊上转圈，使面糊摊开成饼；

米飯雞蛋餅的做法图解9

9. 饼成形成，一面煎好再翻面煎另一面，两面煎熟即可；不过我觉得两面煎的焦黄一点有点米饭锅巴的香脆口感更好些，可以再翻面两次多煎一会儿。但要注意别煎糊了哦。

米飯雞蛋餅的做法图解10

10. 煎好的饼两面发黄，取出就可以直接食用，我为了好看还切了一下；

米飯雞蛋餅的做法图解11

11. 闺女很喜欢这样一小块的饼，拿起来就吃，因为有米饭，煎好之后的早餐饼不仅有西葫芦和胡萝卜的清香，还有米饭锅巴的香脆口感，再加上里面有鸡蛋调味，味道好极了。

米飯雞蛋餅的做法图解12

12. 老公和女儿都表示这个饼可以经常做，好吃又营养，还简单易做，也是我比较喜欢的种类！！以后也不怕有剩米饭了。

小貼士
所有的材料我都給出了克重，如果你家裏有個廚房稱，就可以直接稱重攪拌成糊就可以了，如果沒有廚房稱，攪拌成糊的時候注意一下，餅糊要能夠流動，但又不是很稀的那種，攤出來的餅才好吃。如果沒概念，可以調好以後先攤一個，看狀態再決定是加點面粉還是加點水，攪拌均勻就可以繼續攤下一張餅了，多練習幾次就可以了。

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